We had been drinking and were feeling pretty good when my wife got home from a night out with her girlfriends. I was in the easy chair and Tim and Ba...ry were sitting at opposite ends of the couch when Sue came down stairs and plopped herself on the couch between the two of them. She was still in her 'night out' clothes, short skirt, low cut top and high heels. She began telling us about her night and how much fun she and her friends had at the club dancing with all the hot guys. Tim and Barry. Moving your hand towards me you ask, "Can I?" Shyly I bite my lower lip, and nod my head yes. As I do you close the small gap between us. A shockwave goes through my whole body as I feel your right hand slip around my upper thigh. It feels as if we're the only people in the entire building. We don't notice that the band is finishing up on stage nor the woman who has been watching our every move smiling as if she knew a secret that no one else knew. Slowly your hand slides up to my ass and you. A lover’s game lies in the shivers and moans, the small retreats and the softening of muscles, the change of taste and texture on your lover’s skin. I watch the tremble over your skin as my fingers stroke, as if in accident, down your sensitive neck when I help you out of your coat. It is my first indication if you will be receptive, if you will allow me to play tonight - or if the many distractions of the day have closed your mind to sensuality, have made you hide away from the world like a. "You were sorry the last two times too. You say sorry a lot don't you? And still I'm thinking you don't really feel sorry enough yet."She says nothing, and just lays silently in my lap. I sigh, and reach for her wrist. "Come on, get up." I say, as I direct her off my lap and onto her feat. "Stand in the corner as I think about what to do with you." She does what I tell her and already faces the wall, she really must have given this some thought beforehand. "And lose the panties" I add, "You.